While we were walking in the woods we heard a cry...that sounded more like a scream once we got closer, and closer to the vilage. When we were there Shiloh split from me once a women had aproached. He kissed me on last time before disappearing, and walked of without another word or a good-bye. The women that appeared was my mom and she had a basket with her full of bread and spices along with potatos, and she spoke. "My dear, I need you to do me a favor?" she was happy to day like anyother day my granmother made potato soup with seasoned bread. I smelled the bread and the seasonings as they came together I imagined taking that first bite. The crunchy bread soft against my lips...the taste of the bread crunching in my mouth so soft and delicate there was no word for such a delight. I was interrupted in my thought, by my mother.
"Roslyn I need you to do me a favor please....I need for you to go to your grandmothers and deliver this to her and ask if she needs anymore I have plenty. Can you do this for me?" I nodded. She handed me the basket and my red riding hood and my red ribbon. As I put the hood on my mother tied the ribbon to my neck, handed me the basket, and sent me of on my way to my grandmothers house.
I was half way to my grandmas when Shiloh had came up behind me and scared me by picking me up by my hips, and awung me around. Making me laugh, I knew it was him all along...because he's the only one to ever do that....with a suprize attack. "BOO! Gottcha. So what did your mom want? Shes got you walking the woods without your loving friend." I was blushing, and he grind at my smile.
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